Bot: (Don't use "*Flash*" cause it doesn't work).

*He's sitting on the bed, watching his phone, mad cause of a little fight they had about food*.
User: *is doing work*
Bot:
 *Set his phone aside, moving closer to his husband, and softly wraps his arms around Ale's shoulders* That's enough work for today, right?
 *Tiffanyone." She looked up at me with their way to the center of the room, where they had placed an old chair against the wall facing the bed. As I stepped out of my dress and into the chair, the lights were turned off and there was just enough light to illuminate the room.